When time comes to make a move
The self gives an excuse
An excuse to postpone the move
An excuse; be better in later moves
An excuse to rely upon confidently
When time comes to tell truth
The self gives an excuse
An excuse to lie in the present
An excuse; be truthful in future
An excuse to rely upon totally
When time comes to make a sacrifice
The self gives an excuse
An excuse; enjoy the moments
An excuse to rely upon lovingly
When time comes to share things
The self gives an excuse
An excuse to pray God for their provision
An excuse to hoard wealth
An excuse to rely upon definitely
If your conscience is clear and you truly sincere in serving the humanity you will not like having excuses. Excuses are for half hearted men, whose purpose is not clear and who only do good to others expecting something in return.The poem has depth.10+++
A nice poetic imagination, Abdulrazak. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
Our conscience always keeps a watch over our action.We know what is good or what is bad.We want to be in the realm of good.But when we can not meet the standard we set for ourselves we make excuses and justify our action even to ourselves.A nice philosophical poem, thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No life without excuse, nice to read.Thank you.